[The Day]
I had the most fun in my life today.
Adriane and I ran away from the class after we reached the Science Museum
We went to the electronic gadgets corner to play with the stuff there
I only thought of Syria once.
When we were at the virus section and screaming how creepy the detector was.
I thought of how Syria would be interested in the viruses.
She had always loved Science.
That was when the tears almost spilled out.
But I think Adriane didn’t notice.
I hope she did not.
I didn’t want to seem like a weakling.
I had the most fun though,
No matter how life was at that period of time;
How horrible it was;
How dark the days always seemed…
Everything.
I forgot all about it
And laughed
And smiled
And talked
And finally got to know someone almost like me
So,
I just let go and had the time
Of
My
Life. :)
[The Letter]
Syria and I would always write letters to each other when we had a small quarrel.
That was what I remembered when I woke up the day after the field trip.
It was a beautiful Saturday,
Perfect for going to the beach.
Perfect for writing a letter at the beach.
I decided to keep it short and simple.
Maybe something like this:
I don’t know what I did wrong.
But I’m really sorry.
I know you might not forgive me
But if you do,
Do reply.
Or maybe just acknowledge me in the hallway.
Something on those lines…
Something like that.
It made me seem desperate
But did I mention that I would do anything,
ANYTHING,
for my best friend?
[Dear Syria,]
Please read this. Don’t throw it away immediately. Please.
What happened to us? What did I do wrong? What did I say wrong? Please tell me. Nothing will be solved by having this cold war. I really want to know what went between us. Please tell me this can be fixed. It’s wishful thinking but we might even go back to the good old days after everything falls back into place.
You’re my best friend. Losing you would be like losing a big part of me. What happened to best friends forever and sisters forever? Tell me. Let’s fix this. Please.
Friends? Are we still friends?
This might seem clichéd or maybe cheesy but if you want me to stay in your life then please put this note under my table. If not, I understand. Friends sacrifice for each other. I’ll sacrifice my happiness for yours. That’s what we promised each other didn’t we, when we made that tiny scar on our fingers? Funny how it seems so far away now…
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Chasing Waves
Short StoryA story- which has a format different from quite a lot of other stories- on true friendship with a tiny dash of romance, the sea and cupcakes :) <3